Author's Note: Thank you to all my amazing readers and my awesome reviewers. Thanks also for not giving up on me. I decided to continue on for you guys. But, I had written the perfect chapter two, and then my internet crashed. I re-wrote what a remembered but it isn't as perfect as the original. Just a quick chapter note, Clove's POV is done at the training center and Cato's POV is in their apartment.

Disclaimer: I am not the owner of the Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins is.

Chapter 2 - Tension is Building

Clove's POV

It's the first day of training. I'm so excited. I can't wait for Atala to finish her speech. As soon as she's done, I'm heading for the knifes. Wait, she's done! I dash off to the knifes just because I need to show I'm the best. After about 15 knifes, Marvel walks up to me and pushes me out of the way.

"Excuse me? Who do you think you are trying to take over the knifes?" I barked.

"I just wanted to show off who the best knife thrower is, ME!" he snapped back.

"No way you could be the best knife thrower."

"I know you're the best knife thrower. I just wanted your attention," He laughed.

I glared at him which made him stop laughing, but when I started laughing, he joined back in.

"I'll see you tonight." He kissed my cheek and walked off.

I touched my cheek and I felt dazed and confused. I couldn't even focus enough to throw a knife properly. I decided to experiment with a different station until I felt less dizzy.

Cato's POV

I felt so upset today. Stupid Marvel making a move on my Clove. I felt like pounding my head on the wall so I did. I smashed my head on my wall in my room until my stylist Kira walked in and started yelling at me.

"CATO YOU DIPSTICK! That will ruin your hair and you have to look your best because the careers are making their team official tonight."

With that, Kira dragged in a costume bag with a black as coal tuxedo in the bag. She dropped down some nice black dress shoes. She wanted me to look awesome. I changed in the bathroom. No matter how many times I've changed in front of Kira, I still don't feel comfortable doing it. Once I stepped out of the bathroom, Kira pulled me into a chair so she could start with my hair. She was just finishing up when there was a knock on my door. Natthew stuck his head in. He was Clove's stylist, but I wish he was mine. He was more reserved while Kira is way more outgoing. Clove would hate Kira but anything to get Kira off my back would be better than having her as my stylist.

"Kira, can I get your opinion on Clove's look?" Natthew asked in his soft voice.

"Let's see," Kira said as Clove stepped in.

Clove looked beautiful. She was in a lush purple, velvet, knee-length cocktail dress. Her hair was curled and pulled back into a ballerina bun. She had on two-inch high black wedges with diamond accents. For makeup, she had lilac and silver eye shadow on with black mascara and eyeliner. She had a soft baby pink blush. Her lips were attention grabbing with a light pink lipstick and a light pink lip gloss with gold and pink sparkles. She also had on silver bracelets on her left wrists. She was drop dead gorgeous.

"Fabulous, gorgeous, stylish, beautiful, stunning, amazing, and perfect!" Kira screeched.

Everyone looked at me as if waiting for my reaction. I only had one word. "Wow."

Suddenly, Jasmine, our escort, burst through the door in a huff. "CATO! CLOVE! OUR GUEST ARE HERE!"

Clove grabbed my wrist and dragged me through the door after Jasmine. We were led right to the elevator where Marvel, Glitt- Glimmer, their mentors, and their escort. Jasmine patted the male escort's chest.

"Cato, Clove, this is Zayden, Gloss, Cashmere, and you already know Marvel and Glimmer," Jasmine said.

I could feel myself awkwardly looking around at Clove, Marvel, Glimmer, Cashmere, Gloss, Enoboria, Brutus, Jasmine, and Zayden. I saw Jasmine looking at me. Finally, Clove broke the silence.

"We should go eat."

Glimmer giggled, fixed her blond curls, and fluffed out her neon pink tutu dress. "YA!" She grabbed Clove's wrist and led her to the table.

Marvel adjusted his navy suit jacket and nodded towards the table. I realized that is was just him and me standing there. I turned and walked to the table. Glimmer and Clove were deep in conversation. The only seats left were side by side. I took the one across from Clove and Marvel sat beside me. Clove noticed Marvel and me sit down so she pulled us into the conversation.

"Cato, Marvel, we were discussing the games. If there was one person you could force into these games right now, who would it be? I said the Head Game Maker. Give him a taste of his own games."

Glimmer piped in, "I said Snow. He is forcing people into the games, he should go."

Marvel laughed. "Either Turquoise or Garnet. I hate them."

I thought for a moment before carefully answering. "When I was four, a Peacekeeper almost killed me. I would send him."

Clove looked at me. "Just so you know, that was my dad."

My eyes almost popped out of my head. "What?"

Clove started laughing. "Just kidding. You known my dad died not to long after I was born. And my mom died last year?"

Marvel seemed generally concerned. "What have you been doing for living, food, and everything?"

"Got a job a Cato's, his parents are both victors. He paid me," Clove laughed.

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It was after dinner, everyone had changed from their formal clothes into something more comfortable. The escorts went to something they called regular, the mentors changed into pants and tee-shirts, while us tributes were in shorts. The girls wore tank-tops while us boys were in tee-shirts. All of us tributes had a slushies while the adults were having wine.

Us kid were deep in the most random of conversation. Clove and Marvel were on the floor, while Glimmer was trying to snuggle up with me. Suddenly Glimmer got a mischievous look on her face. She suddenly said 'Oops and kicked Marvel's back. He was sent flying at Clove and they ended up kissing. Worst of all. Clove put her drink in front of her so they were both coated in slushie. Clove's face was red, not from blushing, from anger. She shoved Marvel off her and started off to her room but her wrist was grabbed by Brutus saying she should stay.I could of swore I heard Enoboria say that he should let her go. Brutus released he wrist and she was off to her room.

"I'll get her," Glimmer said. With that, she was off to Clove's room, after about five minutes, we heard Clove scream and yell at Glimmer to let her go.

Suddenly, Zayden threw a shirt at at Marvel. It was a clean shirt which he instantly put on. Clove returned be pulled by Glimmer. She was in a classic black tank top which complimented her white shorts and pale skin perfectly. She pushed Glimmer off her and pushed me off the couch and sat down. Glimmer sat beside her while I sat on the floor with Marvel.

I could tell Clove was about to snap again so we just picked up our conversation like nothing had happened. It was official, we are the career team but I hope the District one kids don't mess that up before the games start.

Author's Note Part two: Just a note, in the next chapter of the book it might be interviews but I might just skip up to the night before the Tracker Jacker incident. And thanks again to all my readers and reviews who are helping me share my passion of writing and my love of The Hunger Games. I'll let you know in the Author's note when the next chapter is taking place. Until than, I don't now the time of the next chapter. I'm going to shut up. I'll see you in the next chapter. Talk to you later.